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Fantasy Formula 1: Korea - the other stuff

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Evening, sweet cheeks.

Oh, sorry - I thought you were someone else. *cough*

Anyway, it seems Massa has now been signed by Ferrari for 2013, giving him the exciting prospect of another 12 months to look at the back of Fernando's car AND NOTHING ELSE.

This also ties in nicely with a splendid story claiming the Sebulator has already signed to Ferarri for 2014, with Nando's approval (the bushy eyebrow-owning Spanish driver, not the purveyors of chicken products). Really? Can you imagine how knackered Rob Smedley will be repeating "Fernando is faster than you, back off" endlessly on the radio? Or how high the probability would be of Fernando not hearing a message that says "let that cheeky German chap in the red car past, please, Fernando"...

Still... it'd be a bloody good laugh for us, wouldn't it? Bring it on!

And now, the untidy bits of Fantasy Formula 1 stuff that wouldn't fit in anywhere else, and the bin was full anyway:

Naughty corner: Oh dear, Kamui. You’d quite like a contract for next year, wouldn’t you? Twatting Jenson and Nico at the start really isn’t going to help...

Hero: Either Ricciardo for moving up 12 places during the race, or Hulkywulky for that brilliant overtake on Grosjean and Hamilton. Go on – you decide.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was the Sebulator, with 27 points.

Elmon manages a second race out front, after Mark E led for 14 races, but Ollie C continues his climb from near the back of the field and now lies an ominous second, just 62 points away from the front...

Just 439 points between first and last place – it’s all to play for*! (* = No, it really isn’t.)

It may be the other way round in the real world, but in FF1 Alonso is still first, with Vettel now moving up into a close 2nd, finally demoting Raikkonen from the position he’s held for ages. Karthikeyan is way down the back. Still. Ferrari are the best team, but Red Bull have now overtaken McLaren for 2nd. You’ll be unsurprised to learn that HRT remain last.

Aw. Olie B’s seemingly never ending march up the table has come to an end. It was fun while it lasted.

Next race: It’s hello India time! 28th October, breakfast time (if you’ve got Sky) or tea-time highlights (on the BBC). Or watching the highlights on Monday after trying to avoid the results because you foolishly agreed to go away for the weekend, knowing deep down that you’ll see it on twitter, or hear it on the train or something, you massive berk. D’oh.

(I'm still listening to that New Musik CD, yes.)

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